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Jace snorted so loudly that she turned on him with a frown. He wiggled his mud-caked fingers at her. His nails were black crescents. "Filthy inside and out.
- Cassandra ClarePhoto by Sebin Thomas on Unsplash
Jace snorted so loudly that she turned on him with a frown. He wiggled his mud-caked fingers at her. His nails were black crescents. "Filthy inside and out.
- Cassandra ClareHis eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to...
Some major writers have a huge impact, like Ayn Rand, who to my mind is a...
He's not feeling well," Clary said, catching at Simon's wrist. "We're going.
They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.
Living here on Earth we breathe the rhythms of a universe that extends infinitely above us. When resonant harmonies arise between this vast outer cosmos and the inner human cosmos poetry is born.
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